posted on Sep, 24 2007 @ 10:49 AM
reply to post by AcidxDemo
I was laughing about this very thing when I read the OP.
[INTERIOR - Special Forces 18th Division Headquarters - Somewhere in Nevada]
COL. PRATT - in a monotone voice
"Gentlemen, we just received new post assignments from HQ for the month of September."
The men look as serious as an skin infection in the jungle as their CO nonchalantly continues reading the orders.
"You have bush number 2. Go see SGT. SMITH for a ride."
"Dean? You get bush 3."
COL. PRATT - Sensing something is wrong
"What is it Dean?"
"Well, sir, it is just that. Its hot and it gets all lonely out there. I mean why are we hiding in the bushes anyway? Can't we get guard huts like
every other base?"
"You know as well as I that congress only allows limited funding. Do you have any idea how much it costs to keep the Commissary running, Private?
Now, get your bee-hind to requisitions, get your S-404 Tactical Stool and go guard our National Security."
"But our camo doesn't even look like the bushes we-"
COL. PRATT - Becoming increasingly agitated